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Hearing Mot greet Mitsu, Shun looked over at the cowboy, giving a sort of half wave to the guy before turning his attention to Junko. Her promises seemed simple enough. It wasn't anything too out there, and she seemed eager for sure.

The bit that got his attention, however was the one on fieldtrips. He wasn't aware the student council had any sort of say in that type of things. Aside from that, he wasn't too certain about removing them outright. From what he had heard, while traumatic, the students who went managed to come out stronger upon their return.

Power never comes without a price.

"Would you still want to try and get rid of those things even if it meant slowing the progression of growth for the students?" he asked critically, "I hadn't been to either myself, but it seems like you guys had come away better for having been through them. From what I've heard at least."

Watching as Junko prepped to do Mitsu's hair, he then turned his attention over towards Mot as the wolf girl asked him how things had been going thus far.

Mot gave Shun a nod and small wave of his own upon being waved to. Perhaps the other reaper was not as socially inept as he first thought.



"I love it." He said, smiling. "Lot's of people to talk to. That is always a plus in my books. Though I could have gone without seeing Petro's junk." Sigh. The tabletopia booth.

Riley...really asked her that? Her stomach twisted into a nervous knot, unsure what to do. Riley did? She..she wanted Junko? But she was pretty sure she would work with any Vice President! It seemed like something Riley wasn't...picky about. But the idea of Riley supporting her, her friend, and being able to support her as well got her a little excited. "O-okay! If Riley really wants some of my things..! What should I give? Buttons and plushies?" She couldn't trust sending her food to Riley. Riley would eat it herself. And then Junko would be sad because Riley ate it all instead of giving it away.

As Mitsu sat down Junko tried not to squeal with excitement, placing the sticks down on the table beside the ghoul so she could get a literal feel for what Mitsu's hair. How heavy it was, the texture, what it could handle, how long it was and Jack was it long! This was going to be so much fun! She idly ran her fingers slowly through the ghoul's hair to work out any tangles, not wanting to pull or tug too hard and hurt her. That was the complete opposite of what she wanted; doing someone's hair should be a relaxing experience, not a stressful one.

She looked up as Roch mentioned she needed a jelly taiyaki, looking down at the offerings. "I do have jelly, actually. Grape and strawberry. It's in there somewhere..." She should've sorted them by flavor. Crap. Shun's question got her immediate attention and her hair lifted with interest. He had a good point, but just...there were ways to get stronger without being traumatized.

"I'm not saying get rid of them entirely, I apologize. Just...disasters like those field trips. There should be better ways to grow and become stronger without being...s-sliced...in half from head to t-toe." Junko paused a moment to purse her lips and look away, swallowing hard. She couldn't think about that. No way. She just couldn't. It was too gruesome. Just. Ugh. She'd finally gotten over those nightmares, too. She couldn't let them return! The ghoul cleared her throat and looked up again. "Field trips are great, just...you know...a little less student death would be even better." It was horrifying and traumatizing. Some of the students still had problems with fog. Fog? Really? Something so minor and insignificant and so common in Halloween. It wasn't right that they should fear their own home.

...Wait, what? "Petro's...junk?" Junko's brow furrowed with confusion as she gave Mot a curious look. Junk? Like..trash? Did Mot not like something Petro had brought with him? She didn't understand. But before she could ask any more Tomoko suddenly cried her name, and that held her undivided attention now. What?! What was wro--WHAT THE!

"G-glitter?!" More of that stupid glitter in a taiyaki now?! Junko let go of Mitsu's hair to turn around and take the taiyaki, tossing the tainted fish into a nearby trash bin she'd had stashed under the table and leaning down to cup her hands against Tomoko's cheeks. "I-I'm sorry, Tomo-chan! I hoped the dirt was the only one! I don't even...glitter is just...Tomo-chan, I'm sorry! I don't..." She heard laughter and looked past Tomoko, spotting a gnome howling with laughter to the point of tears.

...Gnomes. Junko's eyes narrowed at the stupid thing. Stupid gnomes. The gnome wiped its eyes and looked her way, spotting the death glare she was giving it and the way her hair raised and writhed like angry snakes. "Ohshit!" It then ran away in a cloud of dust to warn the others. The jig was up!

"The bat balloon game?" Hasuko guessed. "With the darts, yes? I know that one." She smiled and led the gnome by the hand. The poor little thing had such short legs that she had to significantly slow her walking pace so he could keep up.

"I can't believe someone would just kick you like that!." she exclaimed as they walked along. "Are you sure it wasn't an accident or a misunderstanding of some kind?" Since moving into the dorms, Hasuko had witnessed many a brawl start in the monster dorm's hallway for some silly reason or another -- sometimes monsters just fought for the joy of fighting. Good natured rough-housing and the like. It certainly made things lively.

Hasuko blinked a little in confusion at the next thing Robert said and his embarrassment following it. "I like birds too?" she said, not quite sure what had upset the little gnome but wanting to reassure him. "What's a duck though? Is it like a Corrividus or a Carry On?"

She was distracted by a delicious smell wafting from a nearby booth. "Wah! Taiyaki!" she cried in pleasure. She hadn't expected to see a snack like that here at the Floresctival. Just seeing the little pastry fish brought a twinge of both nostalgia and homesickness.

Hasuko looked at the booth sign. Junko for Vice-President. Ah, it was one of the campaign booths, apparently. She leaned over to take a closer look around the booth, charmed by the kanji signs and the origami cranes and just *everything*.

She smiled a little sheepishly at the gnome. "Sorry Robert, but do you mind if we stop here for a moment? I'd like to take a closer look at this booth." Hasuko hadn't realized that there were other students from her part of Halloween town. She was really curious to meet Junko.

Mot seemed to be enjoying himself, that was good, perhaps there were other things to look forward to. Nothing like the haunted house. No more pink no more glitter.....Hearing Tomoko's cry Mitsu looked over and slightly paled. She that spoken internally far too soon seeing the poor Kitsune coughing up glitter from her pastry.

Mitsu watched Junko leave her side to console the poor ghoul and like Shun turned when she heard snickering and spotted the gnome not far off. She was learning more and more how gnomes were a mischievous bunch. Poor Tomoko.

Silently Mitsu wondered if Junko had anything to drink at her booth, that would certainly help, but her gaze fell on the new comers. A ghoul she had not seen before....and another gnome. Oh no...she hoped it wasn't one of the gnomes playing pranks.

Hearing a delightful squeal, Shun glanced to see a Kappa and a gnome headed towards the booth. The gnome certainly stick around for long as Junko punted it far on off. Damn that girl had a good kick. Watching the gnome fly on off, he glanced over at the Kappa, who seemed rather unhappy now because of it.

Speaking of the taiyaki, he warily eyed the things while deciding to take his chance with another one. He knew now that that things were potentially filled with either dirt or glitter.

Breaking off a small bit, he peeked inside. It looked like jelly, so it seemed pretty safe. One bite later and this proved to be true.